"Bossy, bossy." Boz yawned, walking down the steps with Boomer. "What is it?"

"What is this mess?" Mikayla spread her arms out, referring to the trash scattered around the thrown room.

"Oh, I-." He tried explaining.

"Forget it. Just please clean it up?" She sighed, letting her hand rest on her machete. "It's bad enough Boomer clogs up the bathroom everyday, we don't need BOTH of your body odors stinking up the castle."

"Hey!" Boomer said.

"Clean it up!" She ordered. "Before my dad gets home. He took Mahuma and the other guards out for a training exercise."